Oh my god. I only ever had one placid, obliging, gentle, non tantrum throwing child so kudos to anyone who can deal with this malarkey. I shit you not, kid had ONE tantrum at two, and I was so surprised I stomped my feet back, resulting us falling down in fits of giggles. He did have a minor hissie at 7, when we lived in a truck. His bedroom was in the Luton, with a curtain giving him a modicum of privacy. He stormed up there and did what any annoyed kid would do - slam his door. Except his 'door' just swished. A second later I heard muffled laughter, realising the ridiculous of both the tantrum and the ineffectiveness of it. A priceless moment.
Ah, how I long for placid!
I love those moments where someone if not yourself is mad and does something to demonstrate it and it fall on its arse and you just cant help laughing as it breaks the moment!